Sometimes with without words to describe experience, we rely on other means.

Breaking Free

A recognition of the importance of music in my life, a journey.

Lucky I Love It

Clear and clean, wispy and moving, changing and swirling.  A form called cloud.

created out of the empty joy-filled space between the good and bad, the pleasure and pain.

Confusion and resistance are the guardians of a great life. And through it all, we can breathe.

Permanently impermanent, Constantly changing. 
All “Things” will end,
Ground yourself,
In that which never ends.

Take it slow, day by day, do your best and the best will come. Love your worst, because it’s you. It’s your journey, live it well.